Chapter 9
Day 4. 4 days before the dance.
Paul had to rise early. Reggie and Dawn picked up his mattress and carried him out to the living room, forcing him into the morning sun.
He awoke bitterly, Dawn and Reggie smiling mischievous at him. Then Paul remembered. These two clowns were going to teach him how to dance.
'Great,' He thought, sarcasm flowing from him.
"What dance should we teach him?" Reggie asked, the question directed towards Dawn.
"How about the waltz?"
"Perfect!" Reggie turned to Paul. "For now, you can just sit and observe. Dawn and I will show you the dance. Keep a close eye on Reggie-sensei!"
Reggie winked and Paul scowled. "You aren't my sensei..."
Reggie ignored Paul and walked over to Dawn, placing one hand on her side, and taking her hand. Dawn put her hand on his shoulders.
Something about this really pissed Paul off, but he wasn't about to admit that. He just fumed as they began to dance.
The two moved in sort of a bow formation, silently counting in 3 beats. Paul didn't like this. The way they moved seemed so perfect. TOO perfect. And he hated it.
Finally, he succumbed to his anger. "I think that's enough! Just show me how to do the frickin' dance now!"
Reggie chuckled. "Somebody looks...JEALOUS."
Paul was about to rampage like an angry Tyranitar. "I'm not jealous! It's just so boring sitting here!"
"No. You're jealous alright."
"Am not!"
Just then, Reggie tripped Dawn, causing her to fall back into his arms. He smiled down at her as she blushed madly. Paul was furious!
"If you don't like her, maybe I'll take her."
"No way!"
"Que sera sera, Paul. Whatever will be will be. And maybe it will be that I'll be Dawn's boyfriend!"
Paul didn't realize what he'd done until after it had happened. He hit Reggie so hard that he fell to the ground and caught Dawn in his own arms.
Reggie ignored his pain and smirked up at them. "Oh ho ho! Paul, I never pictured you as being a night in shining armor. You saved the princess from my clutches!"
Dawn was blushing even more now and Paul panicked. "I-I didn't mean to! It isn't what you think!"
Reggie smiled. "I was THINKING anything at all. What did you think I was talking about?"
"GO TO HELL!"
"Um...Paul?" Dawn squeaked.
"WHAT?!"
Dawn blushed. "Can you put me down now?"
Paul then realized that he was still holding Dawn, very close to him at that. He then dropped her and she thudded to the ground.
"OW!"
Reggie scolded Paul. "Now now, Paul, you don't have to take your anger out on your girlfriend."
"SHE ISN'T MY GIRLFRIEND!"
Reggie shrugged. "If you say so."
Dawn got back up, pulling her spray bottle out of thin air (once again) and squirting Paul until it was empty.
"Hmph! I offer to teach you how to dance and THIS is how you repay me?" she grunted.
"I don't WANT to learn how to dance!"
"Well if your dancing is like a dying walrus you might need some help."
Paul swallowed his anger. "I don't dance like a dying walrus, I just don't dance around people I don't care for."
Dawn blinked. "So you CAN dance?"
Paul nodded. "Yeah. My mom taught me before she died. I only dance for people I open up to."
Dawn blushed a bit. "Have you opened up to me at all?"
Paul didn't respond for a while. After a long period of silence, he asked something. "Do you REALLY want to know what I think of you?"
Dawn nodded and Paul sighed.
"Then meet me at Ichigo Park later. Make sure that Reggie doesn't follow you."
"That's Reggie-SENSEI to you, Paul!" Reggie stated.
Paul rolled his eyes and left the house, leaving a blushing Dawn standing alone.
"What DOES Paul think of me...?"
Sorry for the short chappy, but I wanted to update before I had to leave. I only have about an hour left, so sorry. I just hate to not update. I hoped you enjoyed anyway! Sorry for leaving at a cliffhanger, but I'll be sure to update soon. Thank you all for your kind reviews and just for reading this. It makes me happy to be able to see your joy out of my fanfictions. Ask for an update and I promise to give it! Thank you all once more.
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